Eight Desolate Sword God

"Sword Spirit, devour the crystal!"

The magic hand swallows the life of the magical white wind, and when he controls his body, Ye Chenfeng summons the sword to sing, and orders him to sneak up and devour the Zhongpin Tianjing that is integrated with the temple.

"Hmm..."

Sword spirits devour the moment of the Chinese product Tianjing, the magic hand that occupies the body of the magic white wind is aware of the doubts, and the eyes look fiercely to the sword.

At this time, Ye Chenfeng’s foot lightning flashed like a flash of lightning, shouting: “You are still doing what you are doing, not trying to shoot. If we can’t destroy him, we will all die. Here."

"Mom, attack!"

When I heard Ye Chenfeng’s shouting, Yue Zhongtian and others were annoyed.

But watching the vitality is over, the magical white wind controlled by the magic hand, they know that they really do not retreat, if they can not destroy the magic hand, then their fate is probably tragic with the magic white wind.

"大斩魔龙刃!"

There is no sound of the devil, and the hand of the demon squad is forced to become a murderous dragon.

The moment when the devil shot, the mid-day, the moon and the rain, and so on, also shot at the same time, fierce road skills like a raging tide, swept away.

There was fierce attack from the innocent people, and the white winds ignited the black magic, and two unmatchable horror paws flew out, smashing the red dragon knives and the raging road attack. The entire space has collapsed.

"The Wrath of God!"

On the occasion of the chaos of space, the three great spirits sprayed out the body of the morning wind, turning into the power of divine punishment, twisting the space, like a ruined meteorite, bombarded the magic white wind.

"Boom!"

The wrath of God's wrath exploded in the magical white wind, and the horrible blasting power swept the world, increasing the area of ​​space collapse, breaking the body defense of the white wind, and madly destroying his body.

"Tenfang Devil!"

When the magical white wind was swept by the ruined storm, the devil burned the power of the blood, and the hand-held Tian Mo Dao took out the strongest blow he had.

A red-red cross knife smashed down and split the space, leaving nothing in the storm of destruction, directly breaking the **** body of the white blood.

"Humble humans, I want you to die."

The magical white body was destroyed, and the magic hand was injured. The mysterious soul in the magic hand made an angry roar, penetrated the storm of destruction, and slammed into the morning of Ye Chenfeng and others.

"Boom!"

A deafening blast sounded.

Ye Chenfeng and other magical opponents attacked fiercely. The endless storm filled the temple and shook the entire temple with violent shaking. The hard ground cracked open and cracked.

"Hey!"

Ye Chenfeng and other people are fighting with the magic hand. The destructive power formed is too terrible. Ziyun, Yuyiheng, and other people can't withstand the increasingly strong destruction. They were shocked and flew out and suffered heavy losses.

"A strong defense, this defensive power of the magic hand may reach the level of the pseudo-boo."

Looking at the wave of devastating attacks, the unscathed magic hand, Ye Chenfeng also felt awkward, had to burn the blood of the gods, and changed into the strongest demon body.

"20 million pounds, broke out!"

Ye Chenfeng screamed and screamed, and the Emperor Sword with the tip of the sword appeared in his hand. The rolling force melted into the Emperor's sword, and a sword smashed into the space. The magic hand printed at the speed was resisted. The attack of the magic hand.

"The Emperor's sword, how can you have the Emperor's sword!" Looking at the Emperor's sword in the hands of Ye Chenfeng, the mysterious soul in the hands of the devil screamed: "Who are you?"

"Keep killing you."

The seven killings of the aura appear behind Ye Chenfeng, the power of the killing, the lines of the heavens, the lines of the sword, the lines of the thunder, the lines of death melt into the sword of the emperor, an unbeatable sword The thin spray came out, and nothing was broken.

"Hey!"

After being close to the scene, Ye Chenfeng attacked with all his sword. A deep sword mark appeared on the surface of the two magic hands, and a black blood flowed out.

"Wan Silence Mill!"

The magic hand was brutally wounded by Ye Chenfeng. In the middle of the month, the magic shadow that emerged after the moon ice rain turned into two terrible grinding discs, twisting the void, bombarding the magic hand, and intensifying its injury.

"Broken!"

An angry roar sounded, and the injury was aggravated again and again, angering the mysterious souls of the two magic hands. It was a fist, and the punches shook the sky. The terrible attack shattered two rounds of silence.

"Human unity, hey!"

When the silence of the grinding disc broke, the magic innocent and the Tian Mo Dao soldiers merged together, a black lightning-like knife squatting down the knees, like a sea scroll, turned to the magic hand.

The knives attacked by the innocent human body, the magic hand rushed out of the endless magic, and directly caught the Tianmo Dao.

"Boom!"

The Demon Warrior was caught by the magic hand, and a loud blast sounded.

"Not good, it takes away the soldiers."

Looking at the scene in which the Devils are captured by the magic hand, the face of the devil is greatly changed. If the magic hand takes the Demon Warrior, for them, it will constitute a disaster of destruction.

Ye Chenfeng, Yue Zhongtian and others also felt that the situation was serious, and they all exerted powerful attacks, slamming the magic hand, and not giving it the opportunity to take away the Heavenly Magic.

But the defensive power of the magic hand is terrible, and it has taken the heart to take away the sorcerer, so that the innocent gradually loses control of the celestial corps.

"Tiandao ruthless!"

Ye Chenfeng gnawed his teeth, and the seven heavenly lines flew out of his body, which evolved into the power of heaven, roaring and bombarding in the hands of the devil.

Incorporating the seven lines of heaven, the ruthless attack power of Heaven has reached an extremely terrifying level, but it still cannot shake the magic hand.

With the magical hand bursting out of the earth-shattering power, the devil's chest was shaken, and a lot of blood was sprayed out of his mouth.

He was like a broken kite, fell from the air, slammed on the ground and was seriously injured.

"Tianmu Daobing, I finally won you back, you can go to die."

The hand of the demon warrior, the mysterious soul in the magic hand made a fierce scream, and for a time, its momentum broke out to the extreme.

A knife fell, like a mountain top, with horrible destructive power, smashed to Ye Chenfeng and others.

"Hey!"

When Ye Chenfeng and others joined forces to attack the fallen soldiers, a burst of blasting sounded.

The attacks launched by Ye Chenfeng and others were all smashed by the magic hand. The terrible destructive force bombarded them on their bodies, flew them out and suffered serious trauma.

A knife has been used to reinvent Ye Chenfeng and others. The magic hand continues to attack, and they have smashed a ruin of the knife. They want to kill Ye Chenfeng and others in one fell swoop and devour their blood.

In a critical moment, Sword Ling finally cut off the connection between the temple and Zhongpin Tianjing, and swallowed it.

The next moment, a powerful breath erupted in the body of Sword Spirit, swallowed up the Chinese product Tianjing, the strength of the sword spirit climbed up, and possessed the strength of the three-level beastmaster in a short time, with an indestructible body. Blocked in front of Ye Chenfeng, blocked the fatal blow of the magic hand.

......I will be on the shelves tomorrow. I hope everyone can support the genuine reading. In addition, the tears will send a picture of the ‘shadow’ next week. The friends who want to see it add the WeChat public number: ylty83 or the public number directly to the cloud.